Chapter 41 The Stand Between Light and Shadow

For a heartbeat, everything stops.

The hunter.

The wind.

Even Cael’s trembling wings.

Ardan stands at the edge of the courtyard, the dying light of dusk slicing across him.

He looks nothing like the disciplined, composed angel they once knew.

His wings are uneven.

Feathers cracked.

Light leaking...

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